Bits of Silver Lining

New supervisor, Frankie

Hope all are staying safe and sane. I realize it's been awhile since I've posted; my brain has felt like mush since Covid began. I’m trying to see the silver lining amid the outbreak, so here goes!

I’m finally getting enough sleep.

I can slow down my reading pace since the library is shut, thus my hold queue is also frozen.

I don’t have to endure subway rides, whether relatively short to work, or longer to/from the upper west side to see shows.

Every time I leave the apartment, I feel a sense of daring and adventure, even if not always in a good way. Going to the grocery store makes me feel like an anarchist; my homemade mask abets that feeling.

I can’t complain about having to go see a long ballet show after I’ve worked a full day, even if this is obviously not a real problem.

Every slight cough from a dry throat makes me think deeply about more serious implications, and appreciative when it turns out to be nothing, as it has.

Thanks to a gourmet food supplier, have discovered nduja—spreadable, spicy salami—and that apparently it will make every dish better. 

Scrambled eggs with nduja

The apartment is cleaner than it’s ever been.

I don’t have to strain my brain setting up my calendar and future appointments.

I don’t have to worry about whether I’ll have my own lane at the swimming pool, or if I’ll get a crappy locker location or a good one.

I don’t have to watch the Mets endure some random, heart-breaking injury or loss or bone-headed trade.

I can watch The Great British Baking Show without guilt.

My cat is getting a lot more attention from me, and vice versa.

What's on your list?